Jon felt his body change. When he opened his eyes, he looked in the mirror to see what had changed. He was still the same age, but he was a female version of his male body, and an extremely attractive one at that. He had shoulder lenght blonde hair, full, red lips, DD-cup breasts, wide hips, and legs that went on forever. He walked back and forth, watching himself in the mirror, his hips swaying and breasts bouncing as he walked. "I would so fuck myself," thought Jon.
He was wearing a button down blouse, a knee lenght black skirt and three inch black heels. While it was an attractive outfit, it was hardly the slutty ensemble that he had imagined a prostitute's clothing would look like. He wondered just what kind of prostitute he was. It wasn't long before he found out. There was a knock on the door.
"Are you ready yet, sweetie," said Jon's mom. "Your client will be here soon and I want you to look presentable."
Jon opened the door. "Is this all right?" he asked.
"It's wonderful," said Jon's mom. "A lot of girls in the escort business forget that there not street whores and don't dress appropriately. You're here to entertain them and keep them company. Its not just about the sex."
"All right, Mom," Jon said. "I'll keep that in mind." Jon went down to the living room to wait for his client to pick him up. He silently made a wish to find out exactly how his life had changed. The stone flashed and Jon had his answer; he was a young woman named Jennifer and he was in the escort business. His job was not simply to have sex with his clients, but also to keep them company for the evening, providing them with pleasant conversation and companionship to resturaunts, movies and other functions. Sexual services were usually reserved for the end of the evening. Most of Jon/Jen's clients were women, though he went out with men on occasion. Because of his wish, his school was still registering him as attending, his homework was still getting turned in and tests were getting done, all with good grades. His mother believed that he was in a special program that allowed him to go to school durign the day and be an escort in the afternoon and evening. Because she was gone most of the day, she didn't notice that he wasn't attending school at all. His mother had shown Jon how to set up most of his schedule with his various clients and had taught him what to charge for various events.
A car pulled up into the driveway and an attractive young woman got out, walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. Jon opened the door up. The woman was in her early 20's, had long black hair, c-cup breasts and was wearing a business blouse and skirt. "Are you Jennifer Gibson?" she asked.
"Yes, I am," said Jon.
"Hi, I'm Melissa Taylor," she said. "I'm your client for this evening."
"Hi, Miss Taylor," said Jon. "I'm all set, so we can leave whenever you're ready." Jon quickly told his mom that he was leaving and got into the car with Melissa. "So what plans do you have for us this evening, Miss Taylor?"
"Please, call me Melissa while we're on dates like this," said Melissa. "I like to be informal with my escorts. I was thinking..."
